The juicer whirrs as I hum. Nothing in particular sits in my head. I throw another chunk of beet into the blender. Confirming from the recipe book, I add some cinnamon The juice whirrs up to the top, red foamy juice splashes on my pink…
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The juicer whirrs as I hum. Nothing in particular sits in my head. I throw another chunk of beet into the blender. Confirming from the recipe book, I add some cinnamon The juice whirrs up to the top, red foamy juice splashes on my pink…